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I talk about Miss Lana a lot. I love that kid! However, I don’t talk much about Phil. Not because there isn’t anything to say but because I say it to him and it feels silly (he makes fun of me) to post mushy stuff about him.

Gonna do it anyway!

I met Phil online many moons ago when we used to play the same game online. I don’t think dating sites existed back then but gaming did. We’ve been together (in person) since ’03. I met his friends and his family & fell in love with his friends’ family (lol).

He’s not a very romantic type of guy but when he does something, it’s thoughtful – he means it. For example, there are usually no flowers on our anniversary because he forgets BUT what he does know is when we met, what I was talking about, what I was wearing, how my hair smelled and the music that we were listening to; to him that’s our anniversary. That’s when I might get flowers. A random Tuesday afternoon is more likely to bring me flowers than our anniversary. If he brings home flowers, it most definitely isn’t a bouquet; I prefer plants to cut flowers bunched up together. I find all flowers beautiful but a plant will last longer. Unfortunately, I can’t keep them alive anymore. I don’t know what happened between my time in Tampa and Austin but somewhere along the move to Texas, I lost my green thumb. If Phil brings home potted flowers, he knows they’re going to struggle to survive, he knows how hard I’ll work to keep them alive and if he’s going to spend his gaming money on plants that might not be here in a couple of weeks — well, to me that says love. & I do love getting plants. :) and I promise I do my best to remember to water them!

I’ve mentioned before that we were house hunting, right? We started last year and took a break — because let me tell you, when it becomes a chore.. you just need to take a step back. We picked our search back up a few months ago and found a house. A house with too many rooms and everything I didn’t want. There’s an HOA but it turned out to not be a crazy one. The house is a cut & paste/cookie cutter house, which I hate. And it’s too new. What do I like about it? It’s a corner house, which I love. It’s in a cul de sac, which is important to us because no one will be speeding by while Lana rides her bike. It also has a huge back yard for our dogs and Lana to run around and play in. The neighborhood also scored really well in the crime department. The neighbors all have little ones around Lana’s age and it’s walking distance to the grocery store and little shops along the way. Why would our realtor show us a house we wouldn’t like and with features we didn’t care for? Because I found the house online and asked her to show it to us. I didn’t know there was an HOA or that every house on the block was identical (no joke), but I did know that the yard was a kids dream and the rooms would eventually be filled with kids. The yard is naked and big, it’s a blank canvas waiting for creative design. The rooms need a fresh coat of paint which will come soon enough. But this house, as much as I dislike it, has everything that’s important to us. Everything that other houses didn’t have. Little by little we started expanding our search and were less and less picky. Not my dream house but our first and it’s better than I thought we’d get.

My ADD is getting the best of me. This post isn’t about the house; it’s about my husband and how amazing he is.

My husband decided to close on the house on June 10th, on Lana’s half birthday (hey, when you have a single child, you celebrate everything), and we would move in on June 11th… which is our anniversary. In Phil’s words “I bought you a house for our wedding anniversary :) Who’s da man?!!”

He’s “da man” :) and when he remembers what June 11th is — I play the lotto :)

This post took over a month to write. I’ve been SO busy packing and going through our storage & donating what I can part with to make our move lighter, faster & easier. I’ve been helping (camping off and on) at a ranch that doesn’t have cell service so uploading photos or posts wasn’t possible. I’m home now so expect more posts!

Also, I’m testing out WordAds (or was it AdWords?) so bear with me while I figure out if this is really what I want on my journal.

My week in photos

April 25, 2012

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Pumpkin Pie to go please

April 16, 2012

My husband is the only one who works and I’m eternally thankful & grateful to him for being able to provide more than enough for the both of us (all 3 of us, really) so that I could quit my job and homeschool Lana. Which wasn’t our plan at all. I couldn’t wait for her to begin school so that I could get back to work and get out of the house with my girls. Things change, plans change, life is never dull around here.

Getting off track.. My husband accompanied us on our latest adventure and it was full of surprises for us all. Seriously, it was more than I bargained for.

First, the house we liked was inspected and all went well. Just needs a few minor repairs here and there but nothing crazy. So it looks like we’re getting a house! (I have to note that I do not like this house at all but I’m extremely picky and I’ve been told that I couldn’t possibly build my own home because I would have found things wrong with it, too. Hahah :) My husband and daughter love the house and that makes me absolutely happy. Plus I get to decorate, knock down a wall and try to make the new build look like a 1950′s house. Wish me luck!) So, house? Check.

Second, while we had lunch at our favorite place, Lana got the guts to tell the manager (who’s a friend of ours) that she loves him. She’s had a crush on him since before she was conceived and I guess the time was right in her little heart. He told her he loves her right back, of course, and then we all chatted a bit while I freaked out that my 4 year old had the guts to do what she did. Relief was written all over her face. I need to keep my eye on that one, yes sir I do ;)

Third, we almost got into a car accident but thankfully traffic was so slow that it gave everyone enough time to prevent it from happening. People, no cell phones while driving, please! However, we did witness an accident when a driver & passenger weren’t paying attention and opened the door just as a cyclist was passing them. The cyclist hit the car door so hard he broke it and then the passenger of the car got out to inspect the door and doesn’t ask the cyclist if he’s okay or if he needs medical attention. What was sad was that it happened at a bus stop where there were people waiting who didn’t even blink but continued waiting for their bus as if nothing happened. The ladies from the vehicle behind the accident were the only ones to immediately ask the biker if he was okay and if he needed anything; to which he just nodded & shook his head. After being ignored by the passenger of the car for what seemed like 10 minutes, the biker left to finish delivering the package he was carrying. Which later angered the passenger. In my opinion, the biker who was hit by the car door as it was opening, not after it opened, should have been asked if he was okay by the man in the expensive business suit who opened the door. The biker didn’t get hit by the flat side of the door but by the edge of it as it was being opened. And hard enough to knock the door off it’s hinges.

But alas I do not know the laws of who would be at fault of an accident like this. I only know what my gut tells me and that is the value of a mans life is greater than the value of a busted door hinge.

I leave you with this photo of Miss Lana when she heard the news “It’s time to go home.”

Once we got into the car and buckled up, Lana looks at me and says the sweetest thing I’ve heard in years: “I love you more than pumpkin pie and cookies!” Was this because she saw a mixture of emotion flash over my face when she told Zack (the restaurant manager) that she loved him? Was this because I was still upset and worried about the cyclist? Was it because I wasn’t visibly excited about the house? Or was it because she’s reached a point in her life where she would easily and without a seconds thought pick me over pumpkin pie? You know what? I’m not even going to question it. :)

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P.S. You can see the bus stop where the accident happened in the photo. The car passenger was still there..

Have you ever had a conversation with a kid that’s learned that there is more to talking than asking “Why?”

Conversations that seem to begin in the middle and start out of no where and without warning. The most embarrassing happen in public. Always. If you’re lucky, the convo will be short and sweet just like these:

Convo 1:

Husband on speaker phone: Just got off work but traffic is a nightmare.

Me: Okay, take your time & drive safe.

Lana: Drive Safe?! You’re married?! Why did you get married?!?! And why did the chicken cross the road?! Why?!?!!!

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Convo 2:

Lana: Mommy, I’m going to make breakfast for you today :)

Me: Aww, thank you sweetie

Lana: What would you like to eat?

Me: Pancakes!

Lana: Whaaaaaaat?!! I’m just a kid! D:

Me: Cereal

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That’s probably the last time she’ll offer to make breakfast.

Convo 3:

So Lana created her own language and she’ll teach it to us if we teach her more Spanish. Today she thought it would interest her father if she only spoke in her new language to him.

Lana: Gresasona!

Husband: No, you can’t.

Lana: Tresasina, asasone? Gresasona! Haha

Husband: I ain’t got time fo’ dat! And if you do it, you’ll be in time out faster than your mom will know what to do! Haha

Me: …how do you even know what she’s saying?

Husband: I easily understand gibberish. I’ve been talkin to you all these years, hahah!

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Convo 4:

Lana: I want to go on roller-coasters!! At Walt Disney Woooorld!!! (she just saw a commercial for this)

Husband: We’re going to buy a house first.

Lana: *Deep Gasp* Hooooooow rude!

..Maybe we can live at Walt Disney?

Convo 5:

(You know the popular Mark Twain quote: “Sing like no one’s listening, love like you’ve never been hurt, dance like nobody’s watching, and live like its heaven on earth.” Well, watch how you dance and who’s actually watching..)

Music starts playing and then:

Lana: *starts dancing salsa*

Husband & I: *blinks* … *smiles*

Lana: I’m four! I.. can’t.. help.. myself!!!

 

I should add the story that goes with the photo.

So focused.

You’ll often find us at the park watching Lana play in the kids water fountain. There’s a blue button on one side of the fountain away from where the water shoots up that starts the water flowing again every 5 minutes or so.What you don’t see here is that Lana is standing on the blue button so the water doesn’t stop shooting out for the other kids. She’s always putting others before herself (unless it’s to be leader of the group, she fights hard to be leader) and here she is making sure the other kids have enough water to play in.

The look on her face speaks volumes to me. It says I’m doing something right as a parent. She doesn’t fight with other kids nor does she allow anyone to push her around. She’s a kid so fun comes first but even that isn’t selfish when she’s sharing her toys with the other kids, knowing half of them take the toys home.

Lottery!!

March 30, 2012

What would you do if you won the lottery? I’ll tell you what I would do.

In order or importance:

• Pay off all debt and donate to Project Access because they’ve helped us so much.

• Get health insurance.

• Set aside funds for retirement and college for my daughter, future kids and myself. I may be in my 30′s but I would like to go to school.

• Buy a small 5 bedroom house so homeschool can be in one, computer in another, kids room, our room and my brothers room. We don’t need anything bigger.

• Get a new car and stop worrying about the old one we have.

• Help out my parents so they wouldn’t have to worry about the future so much and help my siblings get through school.

• Donate to a list of charities.

• Maybe get a swing set.

• Go back to work.

I think that’s it.

Oh shoot.. I forgot to buy a ticket.